Chapter 171

Li Sao respectfully back, "back to young lady, young master, waiting for you at the door."

Lu Qingge's face turned red when she heard sister-in-law Li calling her little lady. She can't help but think of yesterday in the hospital, the doctor mistook her and ye Hezhan for husband and wife!

She didn't reject such a feeling.

When Lu Qingge ran out, ye Hezhan was already waiting at the door. He was still pushing a bicycle for two people.

Lu Qingge ran over in surprise and turned around the exquisite bicycle. "Wow, where did you find it?"

I feel like I haven't ridden a bicycle for a long time. It seems that at that time when I was studying, I took part in cycling activities with my classmates, and then I rode. That's a long time ago.

"Get in the car and take you around the town."

In happy town, cars are forbidden. So it's very wise to choose a bicycle here.

Lu Qingge happily sat on the back seat, raised his hand and called, "let's go!"

Ye Hezhan set out with Qingge on his bicycle.

"Just sit in the back and I'll ride it."

Lu Qingge protested discontentedly, "are you discriminating against the wounded?"

Ye Hezhan said with satisfaction, "yes, you know you are the wounded."

Lu Qingge nuzui discontentedly, "but I am a struggling wounded."

"The wounded is the wounded. Stay honest."

Lu Qingge looks like she has no love in her life. "I feel like I have no love in my life."

Ye Hezhan said, "if you don't get better soon, you can't eat all those delicious food."

At the beginning, Lu Qingge changed his face and said, "no, I'll be obedient and get better soon." The greatest sorrow of life is that food is in front of us, we can only see but not eat.

Ye Hezhan, on his bicycle, takes Lu Qingge back and forth in the alleys of the town. There is an alley, both sides are planted with trees, forming a rich Avenue.

It's like entering a wonderful world to ride a bicycle through the avenue. Lu Qingge, sitting in the back seat, comfortably closed her eyes and opened her hands, "ah, here I am."

Lu Qingge feels the wind blowing across his face, blowing The wind is soft and comfortable. Lu Qingge, who didn't sleep well last night, can't help holding ye Hezhan's waist.

Ye Hezhan's back is slightly stiff because of Lu Qingge's sudden embrace. Then the corner of the mouth slightly up, with a smile of happiness.

Sitting in the back seat, Lu Qingge almost fell asleep with the wind blowing. It's a great feeling.

Ye Hezhan suddenly stops the car. Lu Qingge curiously opens his bleary eyes, "are we here?"

Ye Hezhan nodded slightly, "well."

Lu Qingge jumps down from the bicycle. Ye Hezhan stops the bicycle, and then takes her to land in front of the picturesque courtyard.

As soon as he went in, Lu Qingge was shocked. Both sides are decorated with exquisite clay products, wood carvings and art ceramics. The whole courtyard is full of artistic atmosphere.

Lu Qingge had a little research on these things. He was very fond of pottery for a time. Helinge also took her to find a ceramic master and studied with her for a period of time.

As soon as Lu Qingge went in, he instinctively began to appreciate the works in the display cabinet. He couldn't put them down!

With in her body side ye Hezhan calmly asked, "how?"

Lu Qingge objectively commented, "the craftsmanship of this master is very powerful. It's not inferior to those national treasure level ceramic masters! The most powerful thing is that woodcarving and pottery are all-around

"Ha ha, if people hear what you say, they'll think you're the one I asked." A valiant young man came out of the inner room, dressed in a white robe, with long blue hair tied neatly behind his head. It was a bit of an ancient beauty!

If ye Hezhan was not still standing beside her, Lu Qingge would have a feeling of passing through ancient times in an instant!

Murong cloud sea came forward and beat ye Hezhan's shoulder friendly, "ah Zhan, long time no see."

Ye he beat back, "well, long time no see."

It's a way for men to say hello.

Murong Yunhai whispered in Yehe's ear, "is this your little girlfriend?"

Ye he smiles but does not speak, Murong Yunhai understands.

Murong Yunhai gave Qin ruochu a friendly smile. "Hi, Hello, my name is Murong Yunhai. I'm an alumni of the University before ah Zhan!"

Lu Qingge looks at the Murong sea of clouds in a daze, but it can't be relieved for a long time. So Murong Yunhai said hello to her, she stood there silly!

Murong Yunhai had no choice but to smile, "it seems that I scared your little girlfriend!"

Ye Hezhan, "who let you wear a robe all day long and live like a modern man!"

Murong Yunhai played the corner of his clothes, very satisfied with his dress, "I am an artistic sentiment, do you understand?"

Ye Hezhan gives up to communicate with Murong Yunhai, who is too poisoned, about his clothes. He pats Lu Qingge beside him and says, "I'm back!"Lu Qingge just blinked, "have we crossed?"

Ye Hezhan conscientiously suggested, "it's poisonous to watch less Chuanyue opera at ordinary times."

At the beginning, Murong Yunhai was quite normal. It was after he retired from the army that the time travel drama turned him into what he is now!

Lu Qingge nodded in agreement. In fact, she seldom saw these. Huo Zhen really liked them. I often told her that she would fall on her feet another day to see if she could have a wonderful journey.

Lu Qingge said he couldn't understand. In case of falling out, he didn't get dressed and was disabled. For the rest of my life, it will be miserable.

The three of them did not tangle with this topic. Murong Yunhai led Qingge and ye Hezhan to go inside and had a general tour of his yard.

Lu Qingge found that there was no one in the yard except Murong Yunhai.

Lu Qingge asked with a little regret, "isn't the ceramic master at home?" It's rare to meet such a powerful ceramic master. I want to see the real face.

Murong cloud sea confident smile, "far in the horizon, near in front of you."

Lu Qingge looked at Murong Yunhai in his early thirties in surprise, "don't tell me that the ceramic works at the entrance are all made by you?"

Murong Yunhai snapped his fingers, "bingo, congratulations on your correct answer."

Lu Qingge's mouth is wide open, so he can plug a duck's egg. National treasure class ceramic master, so young? Teasing her?

Murong Yunhai smiles confidently, "how about it? Do you think the craftsmanship of this master is amazing? "

Lu Qingge nodded truthfully, "I thought you were an old man."

Murong Yunhai praised himself impolitely, "who told you that a good master of ceramics must be old? I've got a special talent like myself. "